"Sure." Ivan caught the dress.Lara presented another box. "Mrs. Houston, there's one more.""Another one?" Debra opened the box to find a black chiffon gown."It's mine," Liza exclaimed, rushing over.Seeing the beautiful gown, she beamed with joy. "This dress is called Black Sand Star River. I should praise their good taste."She held the gown up to herself, admiring it. Debra realized that the invitation was extended to Liza as well.Drake emerged from his study and looked down from the second floor. "What? Feeling left out because someone else got a designer gown?""Not really. Mine is being ironed now," Debra replied.Drake frowned, glancing at Kale. "Why didn't you tell me she was going too?""I thought you didn't care, Boss."Drake seethed. "Don't you know the gala...""Mr. Houston agreed to her attending," Kale explained.Seeing Ivan was also there, Drake came down and said to Debra, "Come with me.""Why?""To take a walk in the garden."Liza, engrossed in her go
"No," Drake refused flatly.It was not like he owed her anything.He added, "If you want people, ask Marion. I don't have any."With that, he turned to leave. Until he reached the door, Debra didn't call after him."Is this how you ask others for a favor?" Drake grumbled under his breath.Then he stopped in his tracks and looked back at her. "Fine. I'll lend you the people."Debra gave a grateful smile. "Thank you."Drake had a nagging feeling he'd been tricked. Yet it also felt like his softness gave her the opening she needed.He watched sullenly as Debra happily headed toward the living room.Kale emerged from the shadows. "Boss..."The sudden voice startled Drake. "When did you get here?""I've been here the whole time.""Then go prepare the manpower for Debra. Also, find out which hotel is housing that banquet. Have our people keep a close eye on things and tell the manager not to let any suspicious people slip in.""I've investigated the venue, and there's a catch."
"Go tell them that I've agreed to this meal. I also hope they can show me their sincerity," Drake added."Understood." Kale quickly relayed the message to the Trennery family.Meanwhile, Debra was busy preparing for the party.This fashion gala was prestigious internationally. She was eager to meet the organizer of such a big event."What do you think of my dress?" Liza twirled in front of her.Preoccupied with plans for the party, Debra commented without looking up, "It looks great."Liza snapped her fingers. "Hey, don't brush me off."Debra looked up at her black gown and said, "It looks good, seriously."Liza pouted and turned to look at herself in the mirror. She had always wanted to attend such a party."Mrs. Houston, the staff you requested is ready." Kale walked in with a group of bodyguards.Each was dressed in a black suit and sunglasses. Their posture was imposing.Debra surveyed them. "Good. They look quite reliable.""You're bringing people?" Liza was puzzled.
"Miss Eaton, our events are held in high-end venues, with a strong focus on privacy. That's why all the ladies must wear blindfolds when getting into the car," the driver explained.Liza didn't buy it. "Are you kidding me? What if it ruins my makeup? What's going through the organizer's head? I don't care. I'm not wearing one of those. It's not like we could remember the route."The driver forced a smile. "We understand, Miss Eaton. Since you're invited, you must be a well-known lady in the circle. If you don't wish to wear a blindfold, we'll just block out the windows in the car.""That's more like it," Liza hummed, dragging Debra into the car.It was then that Debra noticed something odd. The car's windows were specially tinted, not just from the outside but also from the inside. They couldn't see outside, and nobody could see in.The organizer was very thoughtful.Debra had planned to see if Drake's men were following them, but this arrangement made it impossible.She wasn't
"They say this banquet happens every three years. Only real socialites who pass a rigorous screening can attend. You know, this international brand is super famous in our circles. It's luxury at its finest. Ladies invited to this event must be between 18 and 25 years old. If you're over 25, you can't enter. And there are strict rules about height, weight, and figure," Liza introduced.She was always eager to attend these kinds of banquets.But Debra's attention was on the crowd. She noticed everyone else was wearing black dresses, making her stand out in her white dress."Are you listening? I'm giving you a crash course here.""Yeah. Keep going."Debra glanced around the venue, trying to spot Drake's men. Sure enough, she saw several men in black patrolling outside. The Lowe family crest on their uniforms reassured her.But soon, a wave of worry crept in because this hotel was owned by the Sharp family. Conrad was a profit-driven opportunist who would switch sides if it benefitte
The hotel manager was just a lackey of the Sharp family.Normally, Drake would never tolerate such actions."Debra is there. If we make a scene, she might blame me for ruining her plan," Drake replied, glancing at his watch.It was eight o'clock. At the latest, the party would end by 11.He ordered, "Keep your people on watch. If anything happens inside, have them rush in immediately. If anyone suspicious enters, send them in. If no one's out by 11, smash the hotel.""Yes, boss."...At the hotel, the socialites walked the red carpet, attracting reporters to snap pictures.Such parties always made it to newspapers and magazines and might even show up on international news.Debra, in her mermaid gown, was the center of attention. Liza realized that everyone else was wearing black gowns, while only Debra stood out.Liza whispered, "You're the lucky dog, the star among us.""Star? I don't think so," Debra replied."Anyway, lucky you. You're the woman of the hour," Liza muttere
The atmosphere felt like a cult ritual. It was creepy and unnerving. "Where are the organizers? Get them out here.""Yeah. You invited us to the banquet, and now there's nothing? What's going on?""Do you even know who we are? If you mess with us, even Sunshine won't save you. We won't let this slide."The voices of the socialites kept rising until a sudden beam of light illuminated a spot on the second floor. There weren't any seats, just a large door.A woman in a black gown stepped through. When everyone saw her, they froze.Among them, Liza was the most shocked because the woman was none other than Cathryn.In just a few days, Cathryn had changed so much. Her complexion looked healthier, and her eyes were colder. She looked down at everyone with contempt."I thought it was someone important. Isn't this Ms. Bernard?""After all that scandal, how dare she show her face here?""Don't tell me you're the designer. If I had known you designed these ugly clothes, I would've rat
"She has lost her mind," murmured the socialites.Ever since Cathryn betrayed her and tried to kill Debra, Liza had thought she was insane.But Liza hadn't foreseen the craziness of such intensity. Cathryn intended to kill everyone present.Liza shouted, "I was blind enough to make friends with someone like you.""Shut up!" Cathryn growled. "You never saw me as a friend. In your mind, I was just your lapdog. Just because you're the daughter of the Eaton family, my father forced me to tolerate you in everything. I had to tag along when you wanted to go shopping. You told me to jump, and I asked how high. You don't deserve to talk to me like that."Liza was rendered speechless.Cathryn ignored her and turned to look at her mortal enemy, Debra."Debra, my ultimate prey. I've drained my fortune to trap you here. This is where it ends between us. You stole the man I love, so I'll make sure he loses you forever," she said, her eyes burning with hatred.She had been waiting for this d
"No biggie. I'm just that sharp," Randy grinned."Don't flatter yourself." Erica smacked his arm, turning to Debra. "If that's the play, we'll set up around the valley early.""We scoped it out last time. Here's the terrain map Marion roughed out. Memorize the basics, just in case," Debra said.Jordan spoke up. "I'll plant people inside to learn the lay. If things go down, we'll back each other up."He paused, frowning. "But we've only got one path. Without the full picture, it's still risky.""Got it here," a voice called from the door.Everyone turned to see Theda walking in with Robert. A map was in her hand."It's you guys." Debra was surprised.Theda had been busy with her business. She barely had time to breathe, not to mention show up there."This mess is huge. If the Illuminati takes Seamar City, my business is done," Theda said.She'd seen Jeffery's crazy side. The Illuminati couldn't be anything good.She unrolled the map and stuck it on the board. "This is the val
Liza eased up, knowing Debra was always faithful.She would help if she said so."Is the Illuminati really that bad?" Liza asked, having never seen Fermin cornered like that."Yeah," Debra said flat-out.Liza fought back her tears. "I'm not as smart as you guys, but if I can help...""You've done plenty," Debra said, patting her head.The once-bratty lady had grown into someone brave and kind. They'd all seen her change.But this was too risky. They couldn't bet on her life."Everything's set," Marion said, striding in with Jordan.Liza blinked at their suits. They looked solemn, as if ready for a last stand.Debra nodded. "Alright, let's go over everyone's setup and run through the plan."Randy wheeled in a blackboard that showed the outskirts map.The Four Great Families had owned Seamar City for ages. Their eyes and ears were on every corner.They'd linked up north, south, east, and west, with Juan's lines tied in.According to intel, the Illuminati hadn't sunk deep ro
"Just listen to me and go," Fermin said, pulling his hand free.The next thing she knew, he yanked her toward the emergency exit."Fermin!" she yelped.The restaurant staff, loyal to Fermin, hustled her into the stairwell. By the time the guards outside caught on, she was gone."Get her," the guards barked.If Liza slipped away, Michael would have their heads. But before they could chase, Fermin's crew boxed them in."You know what this means?" one guard spat, dropping all politeness.They knew he was just a puppet. If he broke free, Bert's life would be done."Kill them," Fermin ordered, turning back to the restaurant.A waiter dropped a tray, the crash drowning out muffled screams from the stairwell.Liza was already in a cab. She tried to turn back, but a staffer blocked her. "Miss, you can't go anywhere but Seamar City. The Potter Mansion is your safest bet. Think of what Mr. Eaton's doing for you."Her stay overseas made her a hostage. While she was here, Fermin was lea
The driver hesitated but complied. "Sure, Mr. Eaton. How long do you plan to stay? There's a meeting this afternoon.""An hour," Fermin replied.From their conversation, Liza caught on that their family was under the Illuminati's thumb. The driver would not grill Fermin about his schedule otherwise."Who're you to butt in? He'll hang out with me for as long as he wants," she snapped.The driver bit back his gripes. "My bad. Sorry."Liza clung to Fermin's arm, heart pounding. She had been pampered her whole life, and her family had always been untouchable. She never imagined they'd be under someone else's boot.The car stopped by the mall. Liza and Fermin got out.When the guards tried to follow, she whirled. "My brother and I are going shopping. What're you tagging along for?""Protecting you and Mr. Eaton," one said.She opened her mouth to argue, but Fermin cut in. "They can carry bags for you."She hesitated. With these guards tagging along, they couldn't talk about the si
"Dad." Liza rushed to the bed, grabbing Bert's hand.In her mind, Bert was a stern old grump. He was always tough and sharp.But now, the illness had taken a toll on him. He had shrunk, and his hair had gone gray overnight.Fermin stood behind her, watching with pain.In fact, Bert had been ill for a while now. He had been grooming Fermin for years.But once he'd caught wind of Fermin's plans, Bert would rather kill him and trash their legacy than let him join the Illuminati.Fermin knew this day was coming. Liza didn't. Bert never wanted her to.She froze, feeling like his hand had twitched. She stopped crying and spun to Fermin."Did you see it? Dad moved..." she exclaimed.Fermin clapped a hand over her mouth, a move that confused her.He shook his head, warning her off. She nodded fast, signaling she'd keep quiet.Fermin checked the door and eased his hand off. "Dad's fine. Let's head home, alright?"Liza glanced at Bert with reluctance but wiped her tears. "Okay.""Co
Drake's mouth hung open, but no words came out."I swapped the drug for saline," Juan said. "You're on your own tonight. You've only had one dose, so there might still be a chance. If you don't wanna die here, suck it up. Don't let Kale die for nothing."Juan dropped that and left the room.Drake slumped on the bed. Old memories came flooding back, from their first meeting to their camaraderie. They had been through thick and thin together.If it hadn't been for him, Kale wouldn't have been dead....In the hospital, Liza kept watch outside the ICU where Bert lay.Two black-suited guards blocked the door. Even after surgery, they wouldn't let her in."When can I see him?" she asked, clenching her fists.The guards stood like statues, ignoring her."That's my dad," she shouted, pounding their chests. "I need to be with him. Move. Get out of my way.""Stop it." Fermin strode up, grabbing her swinging fist. "You're an Eaton. Act like it."He turned and slapped a guard hard. "Y
Juan arrived at a villa on Seamar City's outskirts. It was where Drake was locked up.It was pitch black in the room, with only a bed. The windows were nailed shut.The moment Drake handed over the stone, he'd guessed his fate. The Illuminati had rules for traitors: the blessing ritual.But that "blessing" was just injecting their latest drug into turncoats. They would be used as free guinea pigs. Death was the best outcome. Surviving meant real torture.It didn't hurt. Rather, it felt like heaven. That was why they called it a blessing."When did they shoot you up with that stuff?" Juan asked.Drake leaned back on the bed, nonchalant. "I gave them the stone. It doesn't matter to you. Just give me the drug."By night, he was a mess.The stuff could ease the pain for an hour. Then hell would kick in. Once the cravings hit, it felt like ants gnawing his bones.The pain wired into his nerves. At its worst, he'd bash the wall, tempted to bite his tongue off.He couldn't leave wit
To the bishop, Debra and her crew were small fry.A hundred years ago, the Four Great Families might've been untouchable. But now? Their roots were shaky.The Illuminati, on the other hand, had grown unstoppable.For the stone, he'd see them and let them feel the Illuminati's might. It was something callows like them couldn't touch."Tell them I pick the time and place," he said. "Get the stone ready. If it's fake, they'll get the harshest punishment from God.""Yes, Master," Michael replied, turning to leave.Lara stood up to protest, "I'm against this. We should take the chance to wipe them out and take their assets."In her mind, the four families were nothing. When they could snatch what they wanted, there was no need for deals or games."God spares all," the bishop muttered. "I'll give them a shot to live. If they bow, why kill them?"Lara fell silent, but Frederic stepped out of the shadows. He asked, "What about the stone Drake gave us?""Only one of the two stones is
Night settled in deep.Debra and the crew were still waiting for Michael's reply."Still nothing? They don't buy it, do they?" Erica paced, antsy."Give it time. They'll bite," Debra said, clutching her phone.She had promised Kale she would bring Drake back. No breaking that.A text finally pinged her phone. It was Michael.Everyone heaved a sigh of relief. Like Debra said, the Illuminati couldn't rule out her having the real stone.If theirs was fake, Michael and his crew couldn't afford the fallout."Marion, it's on you now," Debra said.The Houston family had military muscle on tap. The Potter family owned elite guards and intel. Erica and Randy were solid backups.But this meeting? Debra had to go herself."Does it have to be now? Maybe wait till you're healed?" Erica said.Debra shook her head. "Drake is at risk every day he's with them. I can't take that chance. Just like they can't risk us holding the stone.""She's right," Randy jumped in. "Drag this out, and who